Twenty Flight Rock Songtext
von Montrose

Oh, I get a girl with a record machine
When it comes to rockin′, baby, she's the queen
We go to dance on Saturday night
I′m all alone and I hold her tight
But she live on the twentieth floor in town
The elevator's broken down

So I walk one, two flight, three flight four
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
Up on the twelfth, I'm starting to sag
Fifteenth floor, I′m ready to drag
Get to the top, I′m too tired to rock

Well, she called me up on the telephone
Said, "Come on over, baby, I'm all alone"
I said, "Baby, you′re mighty sweet"
But I'm in bed with the achin′ feet
This went on for a couple of days
Just could not stay away


So I walk one, two flight, three flight four
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
Up on the twelfth, I'm starting to sag
Fifteenth floor, I′m ready to drag
Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock

Yeah, we sent to Chicago for repairs
Till it's fixed, I′m using the stairs
[Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible] baby, too much to wait
All this climbing is gettin′ me down
They'll find my cold feet over the rail

So I walk one, two flight, three flight four
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
Up on the twelfth, I′m starting to sag
Fifteenth floor, I'm ready to drag
Get to the top, I′m too tired
Get to the top, I'm too tired
Get to the top, I′m too tired to rock